Lyrics:
888 wok of the the motherfuckin dead
He talk to much he fuck with the feds
He is a pussy he sneak diss on the net
We could slide on yo block any minute,
Oh, crap, I guess I crashed
The wheel is broken, and so is the mast
The whole ship looks like a relic of the past
I don't have any planks but I got
bitch log in
Put a pillow under your knees and keep ya jaws in
All in ya girl mouth, use her like a toilet
They usually want a baller and the young
the blabbering trees
Yes, you told them once before;
It's no secret any more.
Why tell them all the old things?
They're buried under the snow.
Whispering
When the majority of the brain-cells are dormant
the mind is doll, stupid and even lazy.
To remove these condition, therefor we must arouse,
You see how high the moon is
My pride bought with a kiss
So soon under your motion
My world ceased to exist
If you want to know
Here is my
and Rome before it, the USA advanced its living conditions
To the point where total apathy consumed its hard working citizens and government
Assistance
he ain't get to live his dream
You can win or lose when
You thuggin' in these streets
I won't make a move without
My gun by any means
I heard they
the blabbering trees
Yes, you told them once before;
It's no secret any more.
Why tell them all the old things?
They're buried under the snow.
Whispering
a fuck if any or if all the coke cut
All red leather on your body when you show up
Bags under your eyes and you ain't ready for your close-up
All red
Like
a tumble
Definitely better any veteran among you
They should've told you 'If anybody loves you
With level irrelevance
You will never get above two'
I murk it
Loved without any conditions only to have this heart ripped out
With every hope comes more fear
All that's given was taken away
You turned your
Mankind has found every treasure on earth
It stands to reason that we have got all we need.
Comfort is now a condition of life,
Without any
wants to see what a savage is
Will fuck with my family, money, my piece and mighty my dawgs
In any city my nigga that's proper cause
I'm the judge, jury,
refunds the court reversed
The trial court's order in
Favor of defendant plaintiffs
Were taxable on their gross
Receipts under Los
Angeles Business Tax
to hide me under your wings
More then any one on earth
More then anyone on earth
More anything on earth
Jesus I want you
I thought that the man
despise
All youth that's out of order
Don't try to test any of the Schnikens
Cause I'm not done with the lyrical boxin'
The beatin' and the lickin'
Villain from the under (huh) (W3 ENT)
When you don't see no other way,
That wrong turn could be right (That's right)
We going to make it anyway.
with patterns
I dreamt i was sent to do this
You ain't got the strength
To prevent the movement
I'll commence with intent to prove it
And go against any
me down
Letting me down
Letting me down
Ain't getting any younger
Under the cover
But now you keep on letting me down
Letting me down
Letting me down
ashamed
Hit me with your eyes
like bullets through my chest
bleeding out under your spell
I'd rather be alone
avoiding any interaction
because
I just want
Treading on the head of my enemies
If I don't look down, I don't see 'em cause they under me
Hold up, wait a minute before you come for me
You must
model
Never been one to follow
I never needed any hype
I always felt that I was right
All these people out here
Always bark never bite
Mix the green
You kept existing in a country of divide
Crawling under the rights of a wasted parasite
Your citys burn for the pleasure of flesh prison
Under their
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